Brennen Astraea T4 Weight lifting

Brennen Astraea took up a wide legged stance as he watched the other fighter prepare. This would be his first time showing off the technique he'd created on his own power. He had thought long and hard about the benefits of the Lion style. This had been one of many ideas he had tried, and the first to work. 1

He would shift his body forward while unsheating the blade at his hip. He would begin by swinging the blade in the air a few times. five time to be precise. Not once did he aim these strikes towards anyone. He was prepping the sword more then he was doing anything else. A faint flow of air can be seen around the blade after the fifth swing. 2

Brennen would then coat the wind infused blade in essencse, causeing it to glow a faint blue as his vison focused in on the priestess before him. He didn't aim for her center of mass, no, he aimed for her shield, created through the use of God's light. He would step forward. 3

"First. . The technique mine was born off. . Beast!"

The male swung his blade, aiming to clash with the holy shield. The blade rocketed through the air, the essence upon it leaveing behind the faint afterimge of a lion's maw. The blade, should it make contact with the shield would be extra savage to it's surface. 4

"And now. . The Lion's Claw!"

He returned to the basic postion and then moved forward, encaseing his sword in a sheath of energy once more. The blue was a bit brighter then before, more potent. The focus upon the male was more frantic. Something inside him needed this to work perfectly. He needed to impress upon not Sylvania or Oktavia, but himself this would work. The strike lands heavy, alongside two more etherial blows that would carve into the shild with the same force, at the same moment! 5

Brennen Astraea seperared himself from the group, taking a spot near the corner of the arena where Sylvania watched from. He would look around and then nod to himself, a small prayer is thought as he readied himself for the task ahead. He would pull free an iron broadsword from it's sheath and take up a netural, basic knights stance. He would then swing his blade a few times, into the air.-6

On the apex of the second swing the male would suddenly shift his footing, his legs shifting apart for newfound stabilty, his free hand shooting forward to grip the broadsword with sudden power. He would shift into the lion stance with this series of movements, his muscle bulgeing, as he brought the sword down in one savage arc, as one might expect from the Lion school. -7

Brennen Astraea enters the arena's prepareing room, switching into his armor and dawning his proper gear. He would return to the main room, bowing his head to Ban. Then the male had informed him to take the lead, So the Astraea child who'd known nothing but defeat would shift his body around and then draw his blade as his legs parted into the lions stance, his body lowering down.  -8

"Aye, Mister Ban"

The male would advance in a burst of speed, aiming to send a basic lunging strike for the male's left arm. He wasn't attempting to employ any fancy techniques yet, Just a basic display of his current level of skill. He would hold nothing back in his blow however, trying to respect Ban's level of skill.-9

Brennen Astraea stepped into the coming strike of the whip, shifting his red tinted sword like a trained knight, slapping the water away as he focused upon Ban. He didn't know how to respond to his question, so he did so with action instead of words. The male may have been in a less then bubbly mood, but he was still going to diligently persure this spar. -10

The resulting parry came with the added surprise as he rushed forward, akin to a streak of thunder. He would aim to striked Ban's dominate hand with a powerful strike from the lion school. This was one of Brennen's favored strikes, for it's versitlity and it's raw powerful strike. -11

Brennen Astraea felt the pressure in his chest that always came from faceing someone he imagined he had no chance agasint. He knew it would crop upon him once more, but he was working more and more on getting past that feeling that laid upon his chest when he knew he was outmatched. He would not let Miguel control him with fear for his whole life. -12

He watched as water began to spew forward. He knew better then to give Ban an open field of water, but there wasn't much that could be done. He would swing his blade in a wide arc, allowing his essencse to attempt to do what Lion's do best and devour the water before it could fully take form. He wasn't sure if this would work, but it was an attempt all the same. -13

Regardless of the sucsess of this plan, he'd shift forward, as holy light gathered in mass from his gate upon his blade. He would work in tandem with his skills as a swordsmen and his new found abilities as a Crusader. He would strike while the iron was hot, with a series of painfully bright jabs towards Ban's center of mass! -14

Brennen Astraea felt the blae he held finally rend the barrier before him. It was a small victory that was short lived. The orb of water that followed erupting forward and strikeing the swordsmen square in the chest. The explosion of force causeing the male to stumble, even denting the armor he wore upon his body. -15

He'd try and advance forward, enboldend by the fact he'd managed to at least pierce the wall of water utilized to block the series of blows. The glow upon his blade persisting as he made a new attack towards the male. He'd try and surprise Ban, with a display of skill and the advantage of his weapon, hoping to catch him off gaurd as he stooped short, thrusting his blade forward into an upward strike that came down rapidly towards the other males shoulder! - 16

Brennen Astraea blinked as he was shown yet another move that incorporated rapid movement. It made him feel better about all the extra training he was doing in his heavy armor. He wanted to be able to move as freely as he wanted to in heavy armor. It was the main goal of the stance he was working to create in his free time. His movements would begin, albeit stiffly. -17

He would continue to move about, slowly but methodically as to encourage his leg muscles to work. He wasn't in the best of moods at the moment, though he tried his best not to show it. He hated the feeling he had arrived at lately. He wanted to work even harder to make it go away. However the more he worked the more he found that he might never close the gap. -18

His movements picked up, become less stoic and more fluid as he put his morose thoughts behind him. He was going to give himself over to movement for now, enjoying these rare moments of peace within his mind, that almost always correlated to being near Sylvania these days. Some might even call it puppy love, but not Brennen. He just respected the paladin and have trust in her. -19

Brennen Astraea listened to Xander as he explained who had taught him the Blue Lion. A look of envy crossed his face, but also one of hope! Marius Astraea was someone he very much wanted to meet and train under someday. He was a grand knight who served as the head of the Lion school and one of the pillars of the church! He was undoubtedly a good man. - 20

The understanding that Blue Lion was to be a humbling technique brought great understanding within Brennen. He didn't like to boast, and often tried to ensure others he wasn't as strong as they thought he was. He wasn't a bold proud, peacock like lion that Maximus was, or a revered one like Eleanore had been, He was one who aimed to work hard, for the sake of working hard. -21

He jumped down now, rolling his shoulders as he stepped into the place Xander had stood within. He took a moment to run to the storage shed that housed all the basic training equipment. He would then select a new training dummy, before pulling it out and placing it in the center of the arena, where the last had stood. -22

He would pull his sword free, it's red sheen something that kept his eyes for a moment. He would then bring the blade high above his head, not yet gathering any essence into it. He was mentally preparing himself for the task at hand. He didn't want to rush anything and make a critical mistake in front of Xander. it was weird, but he wanted Xander to be proud of his progress. -23

He envisioned his goal, taking from Xander's performance an idea of what he needed to do in this moment. He would need to call upon everything he'd mastered as a Lion and make it work for him. His essence would begin to build, to horrific levels, before being poured into the sword. The sword's length doubling as a result, before the azure aura of beast formed around it. -24

Then the male looked forward, towards the earlier prepared dummy as his energy continued to grow. The concept of beast and now blast being employed as his muscles tenses and his eyes narrowed forward on the end goal. He could feel how draining this move was, and quickly realized it wouldn't be something he could freely abuse. It would need to be timed perfectly if it we're to succeed. -25

Brennen shot forward like a rocket-propelled by his forward momentum, the sheer power of his swing. His body moved as his sword arm decreed and slammed into the dummy, producing a much smaller lion than Xander had, but one nonetheless. The dummy would face evisceration almost on contact, before being dragged several paces through the Arena, into the wall. -26

Brennen Astraea shifted his stance, noting the size of his shield being insufficient it's tossed away. It would serve no purpose here. He would have to put everything upon the line to do all he had learned and more. He would try to show off all that he was here on this white stage this evening. He allowed the feeling of warmth to suffuse him as his gate is called upon. A shield bursts to life upon his secondary arm. -27

"Very well! I shall introduce you to my blade! Stratiótis"

He called out, allowing his essence to surge into his feet, acting upon stones within his shoes for a sudden burst of speed to close the distance between himself and Sylvania as to close the distance between the pair, making as if to enter into a powerful swing, but stopping short, and instead sending forth a flurry of jabbing blows towards her center of mass. His sword could be spotted extending to make up for the lack of close quarters! -28

Brennen Astraea had managed even a slight bit of damage, but he knew his teacher better then to expect anything to be easy. She began to approach and he retreated backwards, once more essence is flared into his shoes to enable him faster movement and mobility. He knew of Sylvania's attack speed and how little he could do to defend against it. He aimed to stay out of her reach! - 29

Should this little game of chase prove fruitful, at the end of their combined stride he would attack at once, shifting seamlessly from one stance into another as his shied vanished from it's place upon his arm. His blade took on a painfully bright light for but a moment, before condensing down into flicking plasma. -30

Essence and mana mingled within the blade, as light made way for essence in this combined assault. The blade is swung, once more from just outside of Sylvania's area of reach, the blade extending to meet his will. The strike is one of a diagonal cut, aimed for Sylvania's center of mass, should this prove successful he'd pull the blade up in rapid fashion, aiming to perform the Raging Beast. -31